" malice shall corrupt reality,
and turn blood on blood
for a rotting wait of revenge "
There is the Star Realm, a place for cats who have served out of pure loyalty and benevolence, and the Dark Realm, a resting place for those who served out of t...
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Anxiety scuttled about in Lynxpaw's stomach as she stood next to Nightfrost and explained her vision to Robinwing and Mousestar. More words slipped off of Nightfrost's tongue than they did Lynxpaw's though, for the molly was trapped in a swarm of thoughts that spiraled in her mind.
Memories of the shadow flitted through her mind and she felt her chest tighten. Why did the shadow lead her to the Moon Realm, where the air grew thin and every breath felt like her last? She stared down at her paws and squinted her eyes as her head ached with intrusive, anxiety bubbling thoughts. If the Star Realm wanted her to safe the Clans, why had they made her visions so perplexing? They were more difficult to decipher than ancient prophecies and as soon as she managed to figure them out, the startling events of them had already came to life.
Was the shadow representative of an enemy or a cat who would help her defeat the darkness looming over the Clans? She shivered when she remembered the haunting gazes of Violetberry and Olivewhisker. Were they the cats Lynxpaw was destined to follow, or were they suspicious of Nightfrost and Lynxpaw? She remembered the way they observed her and her mentor as if they were discussing something forbidden and menacing. Maybe not all the HeathClanners were very welcoming of RidgeClan guests.
"Lynxpaw?"
The molly blinked and uplifted her muzzle when her name was called. Robinwing watched her with an uneasy gaze, concern for the apprentice visible across the tom's wrinkled muzzle. Mousestar's gaze wavered between the three medicine cats until it finally settled on Lynxpaw, the leader breathing in a sharp intake of air before she spoke.
"I am no medicine cat or wise ancestor, but I believe your vision wants you to travel to the Moon Realm," Mousestar meowed, Nightfrost nodding in agreement. "I know it may seem startling to travel there because of what occurred in your vision but I trust that Robinwing and Nightfrost will keep you out of any danger." Lynxpaw clenched her teeth when Mousestar's gaze met her's, attempting to reassure the apprentice. "That shadow in your vision I don't believe is any real cat. The Star Realm just needed a way to lead you to the Moon Realm, in my opinion. There is nothing to be afraid of Lynxpaw, just follow the path the Star Realm has molded for you and we will be right there beside you."
Lynxpaw watched as a faint smile emerged upon Mousestar's muzzle. A small flutter of hope danced in Lynxpaw's chest at the leader's words. Lynxpaw was still so unsure of what the Star Realm wanted her to do, but she couldn't go and ignore the visions they had sent her. Not again.
"Robinwing, you will accompany Lynxpaw and Nightfrost to the Moon Realm tonight," Mousestar ordered, glancing sideways at the HeathClan medicine cat. "If I need to send any warriors I can as well. I know journeying into RidgeClan territory will be-"
"We'll be fine. If we come across any patrols, Lynxpaw and I can hide and Robinwing can talk to them," Nightfrost replied swiftly. "Plus, RidgeClan patrols normally don't journey that far out. As long as we take a trail along your border and wait until we get closer to the Moon Realm to cross into RidgeClan territory, we should be safe."
